Nolay - Floating (Money in the Air) lyrics

[Verse 1] Let me get this straight, you're f**ing with a problem Most b**hes hating resemble a goblin So they mad at the world Throw that b**h a hunna tell her fix them curls Throw that b**h a bag and tell that b**h go shopping And tell her to tell her man to stop asking what's popping Yo, I'm about to fly out My new sh** dropping, my jeans dyed out Ripped in bits My enemies looking like they dipped in sh** I don't give a f**, I'mma take the piss Nothing on my neck, nothing on my wrist Gabbana on my lips, Armani on my tits Ain't no b**hes got sh** on my queens f** with me and I'mma sh** on your team We are bad, we are mean I ain't gotta tell you twice, you can see Take a good look, register authority Marching army, ring shots calmly Thirsty arse n***as keep begging for the nani Don't let them down gently Couldn't give a f** if the n***a push a Bentley He could sh** gold and have the dick of the century Tell a fella swerve like a drunk man tryna drive straight Rappers say they coming for me, b**h why wait? These b**hes ain't ready, they ain't f**ing with an amateur And everywhere I go these n***as pulling out their cameras So many flashes, lucky I ain't epileptic The flow so dirty, the beat will go septic Hair looking like I stuck my index While it's wet in a socket and the shock was electric b**h I'm impressive, not who you wanna mess with Everything epic, I find that effective [Chorus] We floating like money in the air, money in the air, money in the air We floating like money in the air, money in the air, money in the air We floating like money in the air, money in the air, money in the air We floating like money in the air, money in the air, money in the air We like some money in the air We like some money in the air We like some money in the air We like some money in the air [Verse 2] Let me get this straight, you fellas ain't a problem And if you are my technique will solve em Never mind boo the world keep revolving Around me and my squad and that sh** is so golden Bella Gotti, sweet like Banoffee The colour of a toffee, keep you up like coffee In a gang masked up, helping n***as clean shotties Flipping out on bikes like we're Valentino Rossi uh I ain't here to tell you I'm a bad girl Actions speak louder they will show you I'm a Bad girl, bad girl, bad girl, bad girl, bad girl Worried bout me? You should worry bout yourself Cause my squad are getting hungry and they're worried bout ya wealth (money in the air) [Bridge] I just don't know why n***as think they bout it (money in the air) I'm way too cold these b**hes ain't about it (money in the air) We like some money in the air We like some money in the air We like some money in the air [Chorus] [Outro] We like some money in the air We like some money in the air We like some money in the air We like some money in the air